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Last night while swimming with the masters program at The Oahu Club, it took me a while to find my rhythm. The rest of the kids were leaving me behind. In fact, at the end of the session, coach Joe Lileikis came over and gave me a hug and reassured me everyone has sessions like that. That. Bad. I guess. Sigh.
Here’s the thing. I am swimming because it is something I did as a child that gave me real joy. But swim team and the routinely methodical execution of laps does not. Only the results give me joy. A better time, a svelter body, an outlet to work through the myriad of thoughts, concerns, problems and challenges that compete for attention in my mind. Continue reading “The mental exercise of swimming.”